Here is the second part of the story! I wasn't going to do this but a lot of you wanted more, so here you go! There will notbe a Part Three. Though I am most likely to write more Gallagher Girls stories in the future, I'm talking probably March. Thank you to all of you who has given me their feedback and support into writing Part Two. I know it's short, but all well. I think this chapter was written better than the first part, what do you think?

Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Gallagher Girls, but I do own this story, Letter To Cammie.

Letter To Cammie:

Part Two

The snow fell hard. Virginia was having one of the worst snow storms they have ever seen. Visibility was just a foot or two in front of you. The state was having a white out no doubt.

Zach brushed the snow off of his clothes as he entered a small coffee shop in the town of Bracey, VA. He wa just about to cross the border into North Carolina. He had a long journey to travel and with the weather being so cold, it was hard to stay warm. His body temperature had been dropping by the second.

" Can I get you anything Sir?" The waitress asked. The shop was well heated. It was the perfect place to warm up from the freezing weather, but the shop was empty besides for him and a few employees. " The weather is very bad today. I never seen it snow like this before, you sure look cold. We are having a special today due to the blizzard. Hot chocolate and regular coffee in size small are being sold for fifty cents. It's a pretty good bargain if you ask me."

Zach reached into is pocket and dropped two quarters onto the counter. The metal circles danced as the landed. The waitress collect the coins and placed them into the cash register. She smiled at Zach, waiting for him to give her his order. Zach cleared his throat. " I guess I'll have a small hot chocolate."

The lady walked way for a second a came back with his cup, and placed it in front of him, as he took a seat on the stool and unzipped his jacket. She then pulled out his receipt. Her dark blue eyes were immediately drawn to the sweater vest he was wearing, which he had forgotten to take off and put on normal clothes.

"You're awfully far from school," She said looking at the Gallagher Girl crest on his uniform. "That's in Roseville, right? What are you doing here in Bracey? I didn't think students of your class would be playing hooky."

"Life's too complicated. I needed to get away," He told the waitress.

"Life is complicated. That's the point of it. It's like a game. You have to play the cards right. Everything happens for a reason. Everyone struggles with life, some more than others. That can't be the reason with you are at the opposite end of the state. What's the real reason. Parents can't be it, can it? You do go to a boarding school, which is for girls in the first place. Is that the problem? Maybe a particular girl in mind? Particular man in mind?"

"God no!" Zach replied to the last guess the waitress said. "It's something you wouldn't understand Miss."

"Well, I can't help you out without knowing what the problem is," She said. She reached for a plate of cookies on the opposite side of the register. "Take one, they're free. You're going to need something to eat since you have a long way to travel back."

"No thank you. I'm not going back."

"You teenagers are tough people get through, huh? I know how you feel, I just graduated from high school two years ago. This job hardly pays good enough to pay for college," Her eyes wandered over to the small cup with "TIPS" labeled on it, with only a dime inside. "But it will do until I get my degree I guess. Are you dropping out? If so, don't! It will ruin your life! A good friend of mine dropped out of school, to let you know, she's not doing so hot and regrets it very much. Do me, and yourself a favor, go back! The problems you are facing right now is just part of the game. It's part of your destiny. Now finish your drink and get out of my shop! You have a life to live!" The waitress stopped talking to Zach as a couple had entered the shop. Without hesitation, she went to them to get their orders.

Like the young lady had said, you have to face your problems, deal with it, and get over it. Once the cup was empty, Zach reached into his pocket and dropped a twenty dollar bill in to the waitress's tip jar. The waitress's eyes widen. She gave the couple their order and walked to him.

"What are you doing there?" She asked. "You don't have to do that."

Zach had ignored her question and comment. "What did you say you were planning on becoming? I don't think you mentioned it."

"I'm studying on becoming a counselor," She told him. Zach zipped up his jacket.

"I should've known," He said and walked out, dropping his empty cup in the trash can. The lady smiled as he left. She knew he had taken her advice.

Zach had left to return to Gallagher Academy in Roseville, to return back to his life as Zachary Goode. He left thinking of all the cons in his life, and didn't even bother to notice the pros until he met the girl in her early twenties. He knew for sure that she was getting a good education, and would be a great counselor one day from her marvelous help he had given her.

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The phone had rung in Cammie's dorm room. Liz was the first to answer. "Hello?" She said into the speaker, and a smile formed on her face. A big smile. "Cammie, it's for you!"

Cammie grabbed the phone from from Liz. And a smile of relief fell on her face. She had been crying for the last few hours, and now the tears stopped flowing down her face. He was coming back.